Go-Karting in Jena
Our big cross-team event for our week in Jena was go-karting. But really it was ping pong, pool and foozball while waiting to go-kart. And, because it was Germany, we got to do it all with beer. Ha.
Sasha was ready for a nap before we even got started.
Artem finally gave up the idea that I would stop taking pictures of him just because he refused to look at me when I had the camera out. Happily, he did finally start smiling, though, even when he was looking away.
As always, Sasha B. is a riot — even if he was all sweaty from a highly physical set of back-to-back ping pong matches.
The foozball games were endlessly entertaining as well.
Nastya and I teamed up in a game of pool against Matt and Sasha. Nastya’s attempt to demoralize by trash-talking the guys didn’t have as big of an impact as my sinking a ball for them at the end. We lost, but only barely.
Me and Sasha, waiting for our turn to hit the track. We were on the same team, and he rather enjoyed running circles around me.
Nastya and Sasha B. watching another team race.
I’ll upload the video later, but Sasha B. was a maniac at the pool table. And quite the sweaty boy once he was done playing.
The caps they gave us to go under our helmets were endless fodder for terrorist/airport security jokes.
Me and Matt, enjoying hanging out with the team.
Ilya and Marat preparing for another round on the track.
Yet one more game of pool with Marat, Eugene, Artem and Nastya.
Sasha B., Ilya and Nastya chilling out for a moment between games.
This is what Sasha looks like when he gets bugs assigned to him. We told him this should be his new Skype picture.
Our team shot at the end of the evening.
And then after we got back to the hotel, most of us piled in Sasha’s room to do a vodka tasting: Sasha’s Ukrainian vodka and Matt’s California vodka. The Slavic purists objected to the Californian… but the Californians liked it. Maybe a little too much. But there is no photographic evidence of that part of the evening. Thank goodness.
